Illustration by Bob AulIt was a beautiful Saturday night when my boyfriend and I headed out to the Universal Amphitheater for a show. I had surgery four days prior, was on medication, and had made the mistake of not only drinking, but also drinking the wrong alcohol. I remember seeing the opening band, then waking up in bed. What happened in between is a matter of my boyfriend's testimony and isn't pretty. So I want to apologize to my incredible man, whom I managed to enrage that evening. Also to all of the Universal staff and anyone who happened to be in my vicinity or crossed paths with my stupidly baked-brain-damaged ass, apologies all around that I inflicted myself upon you.
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